Waves of heat from the powerful sun beat down on the sole highway between the Mushroom and Bean kingdom. There, at a lone pipe station, the powerful figure of Khowser relaxed in the sweltering haze. While travelers pull up, he offers a grin and swirling glance before taking off his damp jacket, showing off a single steamy pit. He speaks in a deep growl, lowering his glasses just a bit so that his magenta gaze meets yours, "C'mere, troopa. Have a whiff." Shapes in circles, squares and triangles spin in your mind as your feet pulls you closer and closer to him. You never considered joining the Khoopa army before, but it seems more and more alluring.

My thanks to the amazing  Beartheran For this gift art of Kho Bowserfied. Hail to the king, baby.